thinking of day and night.
Your
eyes moved
Freely
over me as
Butterflies
swung on
Sun
drawn bends
My
heart streamed your
Loveliness,
internal
Warm
petals, surrounding my
Head,
an ethereal bed of
Light
and wings
Spilling
your voice into my soul
Absorbing
cloud nine
Through
my lifted breast
As
promises grew
Into
brimming day vases
Your
kisses left a
Curved
staircase to the
Height
of me, whole
It
is always not too soon
For
your star falling
Eyes
to set a pattern upon
This
midnight blue stretch
Your
influence draping the moon
In
crimson.
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